Volume 1, Chapter 63: Doing It Yourself

Waiting for the Paranormal Security Bureau and the Paranormal Special Operations Division to catch criminals and throw them into prison was simply too inefficient.

Across the endless firmament, studded with stars like countless brilliant gems, a black figure quietly slipped out, treading softly through the night.

Her icy, predatory gaze swept across the officers who involuntarily took a step back, finally coming to rest on Zheng Shengrong's startled face.

However, she always trusted and respected her partner, so even though she knew, she acted as if she had never known at all.

This "person" had a green face, fangs, and blood-red eyes, staring fixedly at him, with a circle of white fur growing all the way from its face down its neck.

Immediately following, the second and third live-stream viewers were defeated in succession, though the third viewer held out for 61 seconds, successfully earning an All-Star voting ticket.

A surge of anger instantly ignited in the depths of her heart. How dare this sword injure her? With a dark, gloomy gaze, she glanced up at the Purple Firmament hanging in mid-air.

Hearing Li Ziming's name, Chen Yehui instinctively raised his head and locked eyes with Li Ziming.

He had to find a way to eliminate the doomsday-level aberrant spirit within this timeframe, but that was as difficult as ascending to heaven. Every existing method of attack had already been tried, yet they had only managed to inflict superficial wounds upon it.

What made him even more formidable was that he commanded the entire naval force of the Chen Dynasty—over fifty thousand strong. Known as the Grand Admiral of the Navy, he was truly the undisputed overlord of the seas.

Listening to what Bai Yumo said, Wei Qiuming's mouth split wide open in a grin that reached the back of his head. With such incredible perks—even getting his driver's license for free, with only living expenses to cover out of pocket—only a fool would turn down this gig.

The Heretical Thunder Sovereign was the peak legendary supreme of the Heretical Spirit Clan, whose strength surpassed even that of the Nine Suns Heavenly Sovereign. In the previous war, he had suppressed the Nine Suns Heavenly Sovereign from start to finish, leaving his opponent in utter disarray.

Finally, using the "Levitation Technique" that every introductory disciple of the Taihao Sect could learn, Ye Yichen passed through the grand barrier of the Taihao Sect and arrived at the main sect hall.

Perhaps because Diablo only needed to be killed once, his death did not trigger the scene Shen Yi had anticipated—where divine souls flew all over the sky and the Demon God was reborn.

Guo Nu's temper was already foul, and he loved to act arbitrarily. Gao Feng was even more domineering; if he were also to go to the Pegasus Star System, a clash with Guo Nu would be inevitable.

I was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood. It seemed Senior Xuanyuan had used some method to block their hearing.

Considering the punishments they might face upon returning to the Aoshan World, Bu Qingyun, Qingluan, and the others struggled with their expressions for a moment. When Qin Tianji counted to two, they had already lowered their heads in reluctant submission.

The hearts of all the demons were exceptionally heavy. Though they had not directly spoken it to the Demon Emperor, everyone knew that the Tree of the Demon Realm, upon which they depended, still showed no reaction whatsoever. If things continued this way, everything would be finished.

Despite the continuous weeping and wailing of the man from the Han family, Jiang Chenyuan wore a face full of sneers, stepping closer and closer to the pale-faced Han man.

The two of them walked together along the imperial highway with very little distance between them. Although communicating via divine sense did consume energy, over such a short distance—and given that both this human and this demon possessed boundless true essence—they could easily afford this minor consumption.

As Qin Tianji's spiritual power was stimulated to its absolute limit, the struggling Kadoer suddenly vanished, sucked directly into the spatial domain within Qin Tianji's spiritual world.

"Oh? Qin Feng, it really is you!" A melodious voice drifted over from the distance. The voice was exceptionally beautiful, sounding just like a lark, full of distinctive charm.